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Let Your Light Shine

Had a blast at last night’s banquet in honor of our 20 Legacy seniors whose lives are all about to be changed dramatically in the coming weeks. The tradition here is that the elders and ministers and their wives serve the seniors and their parents. Chris Courtney charged them with holding fast to the faith. In a cool candle ceremony, Jim McDoniel charged them to let their lights “shine before men that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.” A slide show that featured each of the graduating seniors. And then a trip up to the almost-finished youth center to sing The Lord Bless You and Keep You.” What a fantastic night. May our God bless our seniors with peace and protection. And may his will be done in their lives as it is in Heaven.

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 I’m off to Waco for my monthly meeting with the other central Texas area ministers down there. Today we’re meeting at the Crestview church building for our study and prayer time and then moving on for lunch at the World Cup Cafe. After that, we’re meeting with Dr. Jimmy Dorrell, the director of Mission Waco and pastor of the Church Under the Bridge (featured in Christianity Today a couple of years ago). Jimmy decided a little over 20 years ago to move into the roughest part of Waco and attempt to be salt and light there. He’s taking us on a tour today and talking with us about ministry to the poor. And I’m really looking forward to it.

Then, auditions tonight for VBS. It’s quite the production.

Have a great day. Let your light shine.

Peace,

Allan

Sweet Hour of Prayer

“Pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.” ~Ephesians 6:18

Were your ears burning between 9:00 and 10:00 Friday night April 18?

SweetHourOfPrayerA couple of weekends ago all of the elders and ministers here at Legacy spent about 24 hours together at a retreat center down in Glenrose. Most of Saturday was spent in sharing our dreams and our goals for the body of believers at Legacy. What do we want to do for the rest of this year and next? What is God ultimately doing with us? Where do we see things in five or even ten years from now? We spent some time talking about vision and thought processes. The day was filled with much open discussion relating to relationships between elders and ministers and within the leadership team.

I’ve been thrilled since Day One to be Legacy’s preacher. I’ve said before, I don’t feel led or guided by God to this place as much as I feel pushed by God to this place. I’m affirmed every week by our Father that he is doing amazing things with us and through us in our part of his Kingdom. But I’ve never been more confident and more thrilled to be a part of this congregation than I was during this retreat.

And it had more to do with what happened Friday night than with what happened Saturday.

As great as Saturday was—I plan to share much more of that with you later this week—Friday’s experience was even better. Because we prayed. We prayed long. We prayed hard. We prayed together. We prayed for each other. And we prayed for every single man, woman, and child in the Legacy church family.

We split up into groups of two and three, ministers and elders, and prayed together for about an hour. A pictorial directory had been desecrated; sacrificed for our prayer time. We were each given a couple of sheets out of the directory with all the names and all the pictures of all our brothers and sisters in Christ. And then we went off to each others’ rooms to pray.

I wound up in my room with Bob Robertson and Don Savage and the names and pictures of almost 170 Legacy members. And after we each prayed for each other, we turned our attention to our church family.

And I love praying this way.

Looking at the faces and lifting the names to God in prayer, I was reminded of 1) how much I’m blessed to know so many of these great people and 2) how so many of our people are struggling with their own issues and problems.

Carrie-Anne and I spent a lot of time between August ’06 and June ’07  praying that God would bless our daughters with great friends here at Legacy. And four or five times in that room Friday night, those families popped up on my list. These answers to prayer, these moms and dads and sweet, precious girls that God has put in our paths; what a blessing! Other men and women who have especially encouraged me since we’ve been here popped up on my sheet; men and women who go out of their way to compliment me and push me and challenge me and keep me focused and on track. What a blessing! And I praise God for these wonderful people and for the opportunities we share together in the Kingdom. And over and over again, men and women and families who are struggling with serious health issues, financial concerns, and ruptured relationships popped up on my list. I’m encouraged by their perseverence in those struggles and their faith in the face of hardships. And what a blessing to intercede for them to our Father in prayer!

There’s something very, very special about praying like this. Praying like this creates permanent bonds between the people you’re praying with and the people you’re praying for. I see Don and Bob differently now after hearing them pour out their hearts and their souls to God in prayer. You learn more about people by praying with them for one hour than you can ever learn in a lifetime of singing together or going to ball games together. Spend one hour with a couple of people in deep, earnest prayer, and I think it’s impossible not to love them more.

There was a ten-month window between the day Legacy hired me and the day I actually began my full-time work here as the preacher. I was still finishing up school down in Austin and only got up here once a month. So the first thing I did was ask the church here to provide a pictorial directory and ask everyone in the church family to write their prayer requests next to their families names and pictures. They mailed the directory to us and Carrie-Anne and I spent those next ten months praying over those names and pictures. We spent ten months with our God, talking to him about those in this church who had lost loved ones, those who were battling cancer, those who were facing important job decisions. Some people are surprised at how well we know everyone’s names here. And I always tell them, I prayed for you for ten months. I was bonding with you for ten months and you didn’t even know it.

In 1895, E. M. Bounds wrote, “Prayer does not prepare us for greater works, it is the greater work.”

Sometime this summer we’re going to organize a 24 Hours of Prayer here at Legacy like we’ve done in Mesquite and Marble Falls. Men of our congregation will sign up in one-hour shifts and pray in groups of four and five over thousands of prayer requests from our church family and our community. It might be the most powerful thing you’ll ever do with a Christian brother.

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Whitney and I had the talk yesterday afternoon. She understands about Josh Howard. She gets it. We’re going to go together one day next week and get her a Dirk jersey. Lucky for me all Mavericks gear is now half price.

StarsLogoGo Stars!

Allan

Now Where Was I?

I know. I know. It’s been a while. A full week now as I look back. Thank you for your emails and your phone calls. All four of you. Since Virgil Fry was scheduled to preach yesterday and present the vision for Lifeline Chaplaincy’s Tarrant County mission to our Legacy family, I seized the opportunity to take one of my vacation weeks. And, no, I wasn’t on the beach somewhere in South Texas or in the mountains of Colorado as some of you have suggested. I spent the week painting the exterior of our house. Six days of hanging off a ladder, 24 feet up, with a paintbrush in my hand. I couldn’t be happier to be back in the study today.

Today’s been filled with a ton of catching up. So allow me to just post a bunch of pictures, give you a couple of quick-hit updates, and resume the full-time blogging tomorrow. As always, click on the pic for the full size. Except the one of all the tongues near the bottom. Gross.

Since last we blogged, I’ve performed my first ever wedding ceremony, joining Jim & Elvera (Long) McKillip in holy matrimony. And it was so low-stress for me. They have 120 years of marriage experience between them. And they WeddingBellscouldn’t have cared less about the ceremony itself. It was absolutely a piece of cake for me. They told me to write the whole thing and just show up and do it. No rehearsel dinner. No pre-marital counseling. I asked them if they wanted to at least write the vows and Jim said, “Why don’t you write them and email them to me.” Great wedding. We ate barbecue and peach cobbler at the reception. Whitney, Valerie, and Carley: I hope you’re taking notes.

We were also duped and deceived into attending a PTA meeting. You know how these schools do it. They say your fifth grader is performing in a concert or a play at 7:00 Thursday night when, in actuality, the PTA meeting starts at 7:00 and your fifth grader performs at 8:00. But you don’t realize it until the gavel bangs at 7:01. After they elected next year’s Green Valley Elementary PTA Officers (I almost nominated Whitney for Third Vice-President of Recruiting) Valerie and her class wowed us with their rendition of “We Go Together” from Grease. I hate it when movies I watched as a kid are presented as “classics.” Carrie-Anne’s mom made the poodle skirt. Way to go, Gram!

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PlayoffLogoNow, about those Stars! I keep having flashbacks to ’99. The Stars keep winning and they keep advancing and we’re so surprised. How do they keep winning? Nobody was really expecting this. They’re playing so well right now. Modano looks like he’s 27 instead of 37. And they’re dominating the 3rd periods. If you’re playing the Stars and you’re not up by two or three goals heading to the third period, you’re going to get beat. Last night’s whipping of San Jose puts the Stars up two games to none in the second round, the second time now Dallas has taken the first two games of a series on the road. That’s only happened four other times in NHL BradRichardsTiesGameInThirdhistory. And all four times, the team that’s started 2-0 twice on the road has made it all the way to the Stanley Cup Finals.

DejectedDirkAnd then there are the Mavericks. Yuk. The Jason Kidd trade, made out of desperation almost two months ago, is killing them. He can’t score like Devin Harris. He can’t defend like Harris. And he can’t block shots like Diop. Man, they’re missing Harris and Diop. More than that, though, they’re missing Josh Howard. So far in the four games against New Orleans, Howard is averaging only 12.8 points per game on just 25% shooting and 6.5 rebounds. Yuk. And while Mavericks fans probably have huge issues right now with everything from the Kidd trade and Avery’s coaching to the ManiAACs shirts and Laura Green’s hair, my biggest issue—an insurmountable issue for me—is with Josh Howard. And I’m facing a serious dilemma right now in my own house over it. I’ll have to share all this tomorrow and maybe even solicit your opinions and advice.

NewRoofThey’re finally putting the steel roof on our new worship center here at Legacy. The north side was finished Saturday and they’re working on the south side today. By this time tomorrow, I think, everything will be dried in and they can start really working on the inside. The air-conditioners and duct work are in, the rock at the front of the worship center above and around the stage is set and a lot of the interior walls are taped and bedded. I’m still hopeful this can all be done and we can be in the new building by our next 5th Sunday on June 29.

Matt&ElizabethI also want to share with you this picture of Matt and his daughter, Elizabeth, in our living room last night during our Small Groups Church meeting. She’s reading from Romans 15 and I can’t resist the picture. Passing on the faith in our homes. Our children singing with us and reading with us and watching their parents and other adults worship and study and pray. I love the picture and the way it symbolizes one of the key things Legacy Small Groups Church is about. Apply the Word, Connect as a Family, and Evangelize the Community. And do it together.

After last night’s Small Groups meetings I/we hosted a come-and-go ice cream deal to celebrate Carrie-Anne’s 40th birthday. It was a surprise right up until the moment I walked in the door with six half-gallons of Blue Bell. The jig was up. And she knew something was going on. But she wasn’t quite sure what. By the time it was over, we must have had close to a hundred people, mostly from Legacy, through the doors with well wishes and tacky birthday cards. It was a fantastic night with great family and friends. These pictures are of the friends we couldn’t quite run off.

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No comment. Thank you, Tonia, for the pics.

And thank you to everyone who came last night. We are so blessed to have made such great friends in such a short amount of time. We love each of you very much. We especially love Jean for washing spoons, Beth for leading us in a rousing rendition of “Happy Birthday” in Portuguese, and Kevin for taking out the trash. And Jill for waiting until they got in the car to ask Kevin why he never does that at home.

Carrie-Anne, I love you. You are the perfect partner. I love you forever.

Allan

Yet I Will Rejoice In The Lord

Habakkuk 3 concludes with maybe the strongest confession of faith found anywhere in Scripture. After wrestling with God over the questions of injustice in the world and after listening to God tell him to wait for devine deliverance, the prophet declares his great trust in his Lord.

Habakkuk faces the frightening fact that his nation is about to be invaded by a ruthless and merciless enemy. The capital city of Jerusalem and the holy temple are going to be destroyed. The land will be ruined. May of the Israelites will be killed. The rest will be forced away from their homes in exile. Habakkuk faces the very real prospect of starvation as he looks ahead to a time without figs or grapes or olives; no sheep or cattle or goats; nothing being produced in the fields.

And he proclaims,

“Yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.”

 I don’t think we can quite comprehend what it means to “live by faith” (2:4) until we grasp what it means to know God. Knowing God and remembering his mighty deeds of the past and experiencing his grace and love causes us to rejoice no matter what happens. By the end of Habakkuk, the prophet has decided his God is so great, so powerful, so mighty, and so loving that nothing can occur which would decrease his joy of knowing him. Even in the stark absense of the most basic proof of God’s presence and blessings—food on the table, food to get through the day—Habakkuk declares his joy and his faith in his Savior.

God will not always change our circumstances. But he does always give us the strength and the provision to get through those circumstances. When the desert seems driest and the mountains too steep to climb, God sees us through.

“The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to go on the heights.” ~Habakkuk 3:19

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Jason and Lance and I are leaving at 4:30 this afternoon for our annual elders and ministers leadership retreat. We’ll be in Glenrose together until Saturday afternoon worshiping God, praying for every family at Legacy, and considering the mission of God’s Church in our world. The plans are to discuss the differences between being managers and leaders, to evaluate ourselves in our roles as leaders in the Kingdom, and to set goals for the Legacy congregation against the backdrop of Ephesians 3, that our God “is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us.”

When we did this in November ’06 (we’re a little late with this one), we spent most of our time going over the budget. I remember Friday night was great as we worshiped and prayed together and testified as to God’s working in our lives. But all day Saturday was spent going over numbers and programs and decimal points and equations. The focus this time is all on our walks with God, God’s mission for the Legacy church family, and our roles in being co-workers with God to accomplish that mission. I’m anticipating great things. I’m expecting our God to move in bold and obvious ways with us this weekend. And I’m praying we’ll look back on this weekend in the years to come as a watershed event in the history of God and his people at Legacy and in North Tarrant County.

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And tomorrow night I’ll be performing my first ever wedding ceremony. Jim McKillip and Elvera Long, two dear members of the Legacy family who have 120 years of marriage experience between them, are tying the knot after a courtship that began late last summer. When they asked me about six weeks ago if I would marry them, I humbly accepted and asked them if they’d be stopping by in the meantime for counseling. And they both said they’d be more than happy to come by the office and counsel me on anything I need.

They’re a delightful couple. I’ve known Jim for more than a dozen years as the grandfather of one of our dearest friends in Carrollton. And you only have to know Elvera for a couple of minutes to fall in love with her. It’s going to be a quick wedding followed by barbecue and peach cobbler. And I’m honored to be playing a part.

Go Stars.

Allan

One Baptized, Four Sprinkled At Legacy

I’m getting ready this morning to write a letter to Emily. Emily, one of our teens here at Legacy, was baptized here Sunday morning. And I always write a letter to everyone who’s just put on our Savior in baptism, congratulating them, encouraging them, and reminding them to look back often on their baptisms and remember what God through Christ has done for them.

Mark baptized her. Emily’s dad, Greg, had asked Mark to do the honors as a result of some close relationships that are developing in their Small Group. When Mark and Emily and a few family and friends went back behind the stage area to prepare for the baptism, I began talking with our congregation about the importance of baptism. I wanted us all to reflect on our own baptisms and remember what God has created inside all of us. And just as I began to read from 2 Corinthians 5, I heard the water running. Full blast. Into an empty baptistry.

The power was apparantly cut to our worship center sometime on Saturday as a result of some of the construction stuff happening around here. And our baptistry (as a safety measure, I’m told) automatically drains when the power’s off. So they started filling it as quickly as they could.

While the baptistry was filling, we went ahead with the Lord’s Supper and a couple of more songs. Then, finally, Jason and Lance open and hold back the curtains and we see Emily and Mark step into the water. Lance held a microphone over into the baptistry so we could all hear what was being said. One of Emily’s friends was standing at the top of the steps inside the baptistry, clearly visible to all of us in the crowd. And just as Mark was beginning to say, “I now baptize you…” a green garden hose reared up from the water and began spraying Lance and Emily’s friend.

One of the ladies, out of sight behind the scenes, had started to pull the hose slowly out of the water and up the steps in an effort to get it out of the way. She didn’t know the hose was still turned on. And when it came up out of the water, it STOOD UP and began spraying wildly like a hose will do when it’s turned on and nobody’s holding it. Lance got it. Mark and Emily got it. And the poor friend, bless her heart, was balanced on the top step of the baptistry and, in front of God and everybody, had to wrestle this hose down and grab it without getting completely drenched herself.

Somebody from the back hollered at Mark, “Take her confession! She’s going in!”

So we had one baptized and four sprinkled here at Legacy Sunday.

And I’m laughing. Man, I’m rolling. And I’m reminded that the more we plan and the more we rehearse and the more we try to make everything smooth and professional and slick and perfect, the more we need God to show us that it’s not us. It’s him. It’s not what we do at baptism, it’s what God does in washing away our sins and creating in us a new life filled with his Spirit. It’s not how good the worship leader is, it’s what God does in binding our hearts together as we lift up our voices to him in praise and as we sing to each other in mutual encouragement. It’s not how well the Scriptures are read, it’s what the holy Word does in convicting us and inspiring us to live into the stories of God and his people. It’s not how beautifully the prayers are led, it’s what our Father does in opening our souls to him and to each other when we pour out our hearts.

Emily and her family have a wonderful story to remember and to tell about her baptism. We all at Legacy rejoice with her and Greg and SueAnn. The angels in heaven rejoice as the Lord brings another sheep into the flock. And when the baptistry hose gets loose, when we start a song off key, when words from Scripture are mispronounced, and when the preaching is really dry, we know that what we do together on Sundays isn’t nearly as important as what God does.

Peace,

Allan

I Believe

LegacyAtTheBallparkI’ll begin today with just a few random thoughts from Saturday’s Legacy family night at the Rangers-Blue Jays game. We left as soon as the green dot crossed home plate in the middle of the 6th inning because 1) we were freezing, 2) the Rangers were getting pounded, and 3) Valerie and Carley didn’t need another single bite of cotton candy. So, we were only there for 5-1/2 innings. But that was plenty of time to make memories:

~Lindsey’s fake baby, her tussle with security over the fake baby, and Jalayna’s uncomfortable obsession with the fake baby.

~David asking Cori if he can borrow two bucks.

~Watching the temperature drop on the Starbucks portion of the outfield scoreboard.

~Learning that David asked Shanna to marry him while in the drive-thru line at Arby’s.

~Those huge bags, as big as king sized pillows, of cotton candy.

~Mark shaming all of us by finding the hot chocolate vendor for Debbie.

~Comparing church names on the scoreboard and realizing that “Church on the Move” and “Little Hope Baptist” can’t begin to compete with “Smokin’ For Jesus!”

We ate for the cycle and then called it a night.

ThirdDayThe draw for the Rangers game (other than the Rangers and a rare chance outside of a hockey arena to hear the Canadian national anthem) was the Third Day concert. The Christian band played for a little over an hour before the game. And I must say, not having heard any of their stuff before Saturday, it was a pretty nice concert. I really enjoyed it. I especially liked the last song they played. I think it’s simply called “Creed.” It sounds very Nicene-ish and Church Fathers-ish. But I loved it.

I’ll share the lyrics with you here. Then I’ve gotta go.    ThirdDayGuitar

I believe in God the Father,
Almighty Maker of heaven and Maker of earth,
and in Jesus Christ, his only begotten Son, our Lord.
He was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
born of the virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate.
He was crucified and dead and buried.

Chorus:
And I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am
I did not make it; no, it is making me.
It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man.

I believe that he who suffered was crucified, buried, and dead.
And on the third day, he rose again.
He ascended into heaven where he sits at God’s mighty right hand.
I believe that he’s returning
to judge the quick and the dead of the sons of men.

Chorus

I believe in God the Father,
Almighty Maker of heaven and Maker of earth,
and in Jesus Christ, his only begotten Son, our Lord.
I believe in the Holy Spirit,
one holy Church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sin.
I believe in the resurrection.
I believe in a life that never ends.

Chorus

Third Day was good. And I loved that “Creed” song. But I’m sticking to Audio Adrenaline as my favorite Christian band. I like the energy and little harder edge of what Audio Adrenaline brings. I listen to Audio Adrenaline’s “Strong” at 7:30 every single Sunday morning. I’ll share those lyrics with you tomorrow.

Peace,

Allan

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